Shackled and Drawn Bruce Springsteen

[Verse 1]
Gray morning light spits through the shade
Another day older, closer to the grave
Closer to the grave and come the dawn
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

[Chorus]
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
Pick up the rock, son, carry it on
I’m trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

[Verse 2]
I always loved the feel of sweat on my shirt
Stand back, son, and let a man work
Let a man work, is that so wrong?
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

[Chorus]
Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
Pick up the rock, son, carry it on
What's a poor boy to do in a world gone wrong?
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

[Verse 3]
Freedom's, son, a dirty shirt
The sun on my face and my shovel in the dirt
A shovel in the dirt keeps the devil gone
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn